Beyond description.

I, am certainly not here to snatch anyone's "ricebowl".
I, just want to do what I can and learn what I haven't learnt before.
I, am so frustrated beyond words that I just wanna physically hurt all of them one by one.

YES, THAT'S HOW FUCKING ANGRY I AM.

I, seriously don't understand why the fuck do the idiots in this land have such dumbass mindsets.
I, just can't get why they have to be so damn two-faced.
I, strongly believe that it's nearly impossible for anyone (normal) to control emotions when working in such a terrible environment.

A foreign co-worker genuinely offers help to you,
but what do you do?
Literally talk behind her back and give moronic attitude.
AND it's only when you need help that you act like you've been a true friend.

I can TOTALLY write a book on how terrible these assholes really behave.

All of you nitwits are so proud of how big this country is,
but I don't think it entitles you shitheads to mock other nations?

If only these suckers get what they really deserve.
But then again,
given how bo nao all of them are,
these garlicbulbs would most probably take >100 years before they can truly call themselves a decent nation.

If only the rest of the world could see the true side of this country,
instead of the facade that was put on for the Games.

I am so bloody tempted to write a letter to the Government of SG and tell them to STOP hiring brainless shits from this country because with so many smellyairheads invading my country, the standards/quality of SG will just drop drastically.

Oh and may I suggest?
If this backward (read: having only a limited ability to learn & understand) nation wants to improve,
maybe the people could try bathing for starters?

I, am only 19.
I, have a bloody long way ahead to go.
I, know I have to learn how to handle different types of people to reduce the frustration I feel.

BUT IT'S NAHBEH-ISHLY IMPOSSIBLE TO COPE WITH THESE GOOD-FOR-NOTHING FUCKERS.

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I typed this post 2 nights ago. While I was typing, my left hand suddenly went dead (no energy at all) & it started to turn numb (although there was an odd tingling sensation shooting through my palm). Then, my chest started to feel tight and I couldn't breathe properly. Next, I started to feel lightheaded & my heart started beating faster. This was the first time such a weird thing happened to me, and it's definitely attributed to me feeling agitated because I was typing about redflagyellowstar. Perfectly proves how these uncouth losers can really drive a normal person NUTS.

I'm not trying to make myself sound like a saint, but:

# If you know me, you'll know that I don't like to use vulgarities.

# If you know me, you'll know that I'm a person who doesn't do confrontations & genuinely tries to be a peacemaker.

# If you know me, you'll know that even if some ass offended me in some way, I'll definitely be unhappy/upset but I'll still TRY to give him/her the benefit of a doubt.

So, with all my sentences peppered with vulgarities & whatnots, imagine my rage now.

mmmm.

For unknown (very odd) reasons, I feel an inexplicable wave of sadness that the Beijing 2008 Olympics has come to an end.

=(



Okay what the heck there was Chinese translation flashing across the screen while Mr Jacques Rogge was making his speech, haha.
And I think Great Britain's National Anthem is beautiful, though it sounds a tad like a Christmas song. =/

I'm gonna pay much more attention to the future Olympics games from now onwards.
Or maybe, I'll just secure a job in London before 2012!
Easier said than done, I know.

UGHHHHHHHHHHHH

IT IS SO IRRITATING TO WATCH THE BROADCAST OF OLYMPICS ON BEIJING TELEVISION BECAUSE ALL THE COMMENTATORS DO IS TO YAK ON AND ON ABOUT HOW GOOD THE CHINA ATHLETES ARE.

AND CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY ARE THE SCORES FOR THE HOSTING COUNTRY RIDICULOUSLY HIGH FOR NEARLY EVERY DAMN SPORT? I KNOW CHINA IS GOOD AT SPORTS, BUT NOT TO THIS EXTENT?!

FINALLY

I AM OFFICIALLY FREE OF MIND-NUMBING 5000+ WORDS REPORTS!!

MJ - acronym for famous powerful figures?

On second thought, YOU are not even worth a post on my blog.

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So I was in my hotel lift the other day when the lift doors opened and a tall muscular gentleman walked in.
I gave a wide smile and started chatted with him, figuring he was just a hotel guest who was probably very tired from covering the Olympics news.
After a minute, he reached the floor he wanted to go and said goodbye with a nice smile.
I did likewise, of course.

Later that afternoon, I was having lunch with my manager at the hotel cafe when she suddenly exclaimed, "Ahhhh Michael Johnson is here! I want to take a photo with him!".
I obviously had no idea who she was talking about, so I innocently enquired and she told me he was a former Olympics champion for track events.
Then she (discreetly) pointed to a tall muscular gentleman who was piling food onto his plate and told me that was him.

(At the risk of sounding ignorant) I then realised that I WAS IN THE SAME LIFT WITH MR. JOHNSON AND I DIDN'T EVEN HAD A CLUE WHO HE IS.

Probably the only time I'll ever be in close proximity with a celebrity, haha.
=)

URGGGGGH.

It's annoying how I always have to change my language settings from Chinese to English because somehow China automatically assumes everyone wants to read Chinese.

Didn't plan on updating actually. I'm tireddddddddddd (from waking up at 5am since last Monday), I have a school report to complete, and my eye wrinkles are looking more like they belong to a 30 years old.

But somehow, I don't wanna sleep just yet.

I wore red and white to work on 9th Aug, haha.

I missed National Day (obviously), but caught the Olympics. Honestly, I would rather trade channels and catch my lovely sunny island's birthday celebration. The Olympics Opening Ceremony was waaaaay too...cheena-fide.

Even if it wasn't, I'm patriotic and will still choose to watch Channel 5.

For various reasons, my entry title spells the sound I've been making very frequently ever since I came back to greyskiesandwalkinggarlicbulbs.

Ah, well.

Can't believe I'm going back to Marketing; wish I chose International Business instead.
Damn.

Been thinking a lot lately about my career path, my future, my life.
It's really scary how a single choice can affect your entire fate/destiny.

I can't wait for Da to rent and drive me back home from Changi Airport, heh.